There is a black hole on the other side of the city gate.

The city gate was deserted.

The city gate had long been emptied, and the residents of Kyoto were stopped outside the jǐng cordon, looking at the procession from the south with shocked faces, looking at the blood on the bodies of these people, at the corpses lying on their horses, at the young adults who straightened their backs and rode on the first tall horse.

There was an uproar!

Master Xiao Fan, who had been absent from Kyoto for a year, finally returned to Beijing, but no one expected that he would come back with so many corpses and blood stains, as well as a tattered carriage that seemed to fall apart at any time.

The people who were watching from a distance whispered, discussed, and were shocked, looking at the scene in front of them, people guessed that it must have been on the way back to Beijing that Lord Xiao Fan encountered something dangerous, but no one thought that the so-called danger actually happened near the prosperous Jingshi.

The sergeants of the Kyoto garrison led their horses in silence and escorted them on both sides of the procession.

The people looked at it with trepidation, confirming that it was not the imperial court that wanted to arrest Xiao Fan, and then they began to guess one after another, thinking of Fan Xian's earth-shattering life experience, thinking of the rumors of the past year, and thinking of these sensitive words in Neku, even if they are as stupid as the women, they know that there must be some people in the court who want to be unfavorable to Xiao Fan.

Fan Xian's affairs in Jiangnan, although it affected a certain reputation, but in Kyoto, he still has a very high prestige, chūn 闱案, the only place, the poem in front of the palace, the northern Qi line, in the hearts of Kyoto people, he is the greatest pride and the last conscience of the imperial court.

............ "Little Fan-sama!"

"Little Fan-sama!"

The people looked at Fan Xian, who was injured, and didn't know how to express their concern and support, nor how to say goodbye, so they had to shout loudly from a long distance, shouting one after another.

Qin Heng glanced at him sideways, with a hint of envy in his eyes, and immediately regained his calm.

Fan Xian looked at the crowd over there, nodded slightly, his face softened slightly, and he couldn't help but be moved in his heart, he asked himself that this second life did not do anything for these people from the heart, but it was a little good that he occasionally brought, and these people could remember it for a lifetime.

Although Kyoto is dark, the hearts of these people are still oriented towards the light.

Some timid people suddenly screamed and pointed at Fan Xian's team.

Fan Xian didn't have to look back, he knew what shocked the hearts of the people.

Behind him, under the horses, dragged a door panel that had been folded off the carriage. There was a dying bloody man tied to the door panel, the blood on this bloody man had stopped, and the blood that had flowed out before had also turned into a jet-black face at this time, painting his clothes and body together. What's even more terrifying is that the man's two arms have been broken at the shoulder, only two bloody mouths remain, and one of his eyes has also been deflated with blood.

There were also two severed arms, which had been haphazardly tied to the edge of the door panel with strips of cloth.

This is the only survivor in the snow valley sniper, and he was dragged all the way to the gate of Kyoto by the people of the Supervision Yuan, and the scene was miserable along the road.

Fan Xian didn't have a trace of expression, waved the whip in his hand, and drove into the city gate first.

Walking through the dark city gate cave and seeing the snowy scene in the middle of winter in Kyoto, Fan Xian took a deep breath. Dozens of officials of the Supervision Yuan dressed in black sè lotus clothes greeted them, one of them silently held the reins of Fan Xian's horse, and the rest went to the rear to pick up those colleagues who were seriously injured.

The official who held his reins had a dark face and said bitterly: "The lower official is derelict in his duties. He glanced at Qin Heng beside Fan Xian, "After the fireworks order, the city gate was temporarily closed, so I didn't have time to go out of the city to answer." ”

Fan Xian nodded, a little tired and said, "Mu Tie, don't blame yourself, this has nothing to do with you." ”

He continued: "Mu Feng'er!"

Mu Feng hurriedly ran over from the rear and stood by the horse honestly, with anger and uneasiness on his face: "Mu Feng'er is here." ”

Fan Xian bowed his head slightly and said, "You take some people to take these brothers to recuperate from their injuries, and the matter of burial will be discussed later." ”

"Yes. Mu Feng'er took the order and left.

Fan Xian said to Mu Tie: "You take someone to a place with me." ”

Mu Tie was puzzled, thinking that the adult was injured Yan zhòng, presumably the palace would not be in a hurry to summon him, where would he go in such a hurry?

Fan Xian glanced at Qin Heng and asked, "After entering Beijing, will anyone dare to kill me?"

Qin Heng thought for a while and said, "No." ”

Fan Xian said, "Then why do you still follow me?"

Qin Heng thought about it again, and said in embarrassment: "I'm afraid you're going to kill someone." ”

After Fan Xian was silent for a moment, he said, "I won't kill people today, because I don't know which person to kill." ”

............ The officials of the Supervision Yuan who returned to Beijing with Fan Xian were taken away to heal their wounds, and behind him were replaced by official agents from his original place, so he walked quietly and solemnly into the depths of Kyoto, and soon came to Tianhe Avenue.

The rear of the line was still dragging the cart that was about to fall apart, and the door panel, and the miserable bloody man.

Along the way, all of them fell into the eyes of the people of Kyoto, and the crowd of onlookers on both sides of the road became more and more, and they couldn't help but make a few sounds of cold air. At this time, the market had already spread, and Lord Xiao Fan was ordered to return to Beijing to report on his work, but he was ambushed by a strongman outside Beijing, and the Supervision Yuan suffered heavy casualties, and Lord Xiao Fan almost died.

Kyoto has been in peace since the bloody night in Kyoto 14 years ago, and it has not happened in many years that something so horrific has happened.

Fan Xian sat straight on his horse and walked forward, and behind him, people from the Supervision Institute continued to gather into the team, and the line was getting longer and longer, but there was still silence for a while.

Looking at this scene, everyone in Kyoto was cold, I don't know if there will be a river of blood in Kyoto soon, and no one dares to underestimate Fan Xian's courage and ruthlessness.

Most of the officials of the Supervision Yuan in Beijing belong to one place, and Fan Xian is the ancestor of one place, and the ancestor was attacked, what a big deal. There was no need to start it, the spies in a place in Kyoto took action, and joined the team with Fan Xian, secretly going to the investigation site and began to notify the hidden nails in various prefectures.

Fan Xian suddenly pulled the reins, stopped the horses, looked back at his subordinates with resolute faces, frowned slightly, and said slowly: "There are nearly two hundred people here, and we have only three hundred and ten people in total, so you don't do anything?"

Mu Tie thought to himself that today's situation seems to be to kill people and take revenge, how can he do it if there are fewer people? Killing people in Kyoto, even if there is a reason, I am afraid that I will be suppressed in the end, and now I will bet all my net worth and life on Fan Xian's body. He gritted his teeth and replied, "It's all up to your lordship." ”

Fan Xian closed his eyes and thought for a while, "Don't come again, I'm not here to kill." ”

Qin Heng, who had been following him all the time, heard this sentence and his heart trembled.

Then the group continued to move, under the horrified gaze of the people of Kyoto, along the quiet Tianhe Avenue in Pingrì, the flowing water on both sides of the road, slowly walking towards the imperial palace in the distance.

............ Yan Bingyun stood at the window, looking at the road downstairs through the glass window, looking at the murderous but extremely silent team on the road. The crowd of onlookers had been dispersed by the officials of Kyoto Prefecture, and the Tianhe Avenue became more and more lonely.

He looked at the man at the front on horseback and sighed slightly.

A subordinate knocked on the door and entered, knelt on the ground and said, "Someone has been sent to inform Chen Yuan that jǐng preparation has been raised to the first level, and the six places have been fully activated, and the streets and alleys near the Privy Council have been controlled." ”

"Let the two places throw away the unimportant work at hand and do their best to investigate the ambush in the valley. Yan Bingyun didn't look back, just looked at Fan Xian on the road.

The subordinate took the order, raised his head and asked, "Lord Tisi is going over there, do you want to answer?"

Yan Bingyun thought for a moment and said: "Prepare, if the adult really makes a move...... his face changed slightly, and then said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, the adult won't do it, he can bear it better than us." ”

The subordinate looked up in amazement, looked at Yan Bingyun, and thought to himself, Master Tisi was attacked, why was Xiao Yan so calm? He was not in a hurry to leave the hospital to greet Lord Tisi or ...... Stop Lord Tisi?

............ Between the imperial palace and the gray and black supervision court, there is also a building, with a dragon on it, a stone lion guarding the door, a large yamen, and a stone staircase under it, which looks mighty and inexplicable.

Fan Xian rode silently and headed towards the building.

The door panel dragged behind him tossed on the stone ridge at the end of Tianhe Road, and finally couldn't bear to break it. The bloody man's feet were still tied to the horse's tail, and they bounced on the ground and dragged again, but the severed arms fell to the ground.

Some officials of the Supervision Yuan have already picked up the pair of severed arms.

The bloody man was awakened, and let out an uncomfortable moan, but half of his jaw was broken, and the man was also in a semi-unconscious state, unable to speak at all.

The man was dragged on the ground by Fan Xian's horse, and the blood burst out again, dragging a long line on the snow.

Blood line.

At the end of the bloodline was the building.

Fan Xian squinted at the yamen on the stone steps, looked at the mighty and inexplicable stone lions on both sides of the stone steps, and sighed in his heart, in Kyoto in previous years, because of the pressure of the emperor and his own introspection, he deliberately distanced himself from here, and now, this is the first time he has come here.

This is the center of the Qing ** side, the military department of the year, and later renamed the military department in the new policy, and now it has been restored to the place called the Privy Council in ancient times.

The Privy Council, under the orders of His Majesty, controlled all the military movements of the Qing Kingdom and was responsible for dealing with foreign conquests. In these decades of war, I don't know how many famous generals and marshals have emerged, and I don't know how much land and wealth have been obtained for Qingguo.

The army of Qingguo is the strongest army in the world, and the Privy Council of Qingguo is the mind of this strongest army.

............ The people in the Privy Council knew the news that shocked Kyoto as early as when Fan Xian entered the city, and when Fan Xian and his party came to the Privy Council, all the generals felt a little surprised and uneasy, and many military officials had already run out of the Privy Council, standing on the steps, watching Fan Xian and his party.

Fan Xian sat quietly on his horse like this, and did not dismount, just looked at the closed door on the stone steps.

The door slowly opened, and five or six ministers of the Privy Council hurriedly walked down, and behind them, the soldiers of the Privy Council also clenched their swords, guns, and guns, and stared at the group of black-clothed men of the Supervisory Court at the entrance of the yamen.

The scene seemed a little tense.

But Fan Xian was not nervous, he recognized that the two deputy envoys of the Privy Council and the deputy of the third room came to greet him. Now the old man of the Qin family has always claimed that he is sick at home, and the people in charge of the Privy Council are these high-ranking officials.

With a wave of his whip, he stopped the right deputy of the Privy Council from speaking, and did not give him any chance to express any affection, such as concern, anger, nervousness, pity, etc.

Fan Xian spoke slowly.

"I know that many of you don't want me to go back to Kyoto, at least not because they don't want me to go back to Kyoto alive. Fan Xian said indifferently: "But ...... I'm still back. ”

The right deputy envoy of the Privy Council stopped talking, but his eyes looked at the bloody man dragging behind Fan Xian, looking at this terrible scene, the high-ranking official who had climbed up from the blood fire only frowned slightly.

Fan Xian bowed his head slightly and said, "This official was attacked on the outskirts of Kyoto, and you must know about this matter. ”

The Right Vice-Chancellor of the Privy Council spoke: "It's shocking......

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Fan Xian intercepted: "Who is the person who wants to kill this official, this official doesn't want to pay attention, this official only knows...... It's your people. ”

Your people.

This sets the tone!

The right deputy envoy of the Privy Council was shocked, frowned and retorted: "Fan Tisi was attacked, my colleagues and other colleagues all feel the same way, but the incident is not clear, please don't be too ......."

Fan Xian ignored him, just gently stroked the smooth horse whip, and immediately lowered his head and said, "Why explain anything?"

"Do you know this person I dragged along?" Fan Xian glanced at the bloody man behind the horse, and said with a smile: "Of course, you definitely don't know him, even if he must be the personal general of a certain big man in the army, you don't know him." ”

"This man is the only one left alive by the attack today. He sighed: "A good soldier, it's a pity." ”

Fan Xian whipped his backhand, the tip of the whip was extremely long, and it slapped on the face of the bloody man on the snow behind him, but the man was already dying and had no reaction at all.

The military has its own atmosphere, and the people in the Privy Council have long known from the Kyoto garrison that the small force in this ambush on Fan Xian actually used the city defense crossbow, so the military will definitely not be able to get out of it.

At this time, everyone in the Privy Council was full of consideration about how to face the anger of the Supervision Yuan, Chen Pingping's backlash, and His Majesty's anger, so for Fan Xian's obvious humiliation of the military, his face only changed slightly, and his heart was annoyed, but he didn't dare to show anything too directly.

From the main entrance of the Privy Council, another person slowly walked out, only to see that this person was not very tall, but he looked extremely strong, especially the pair of eyes that were restrained and restrained, but aggressive, with a solemn face, and a longbow behind him.

Looking at the purple sè clothes on his body, he is obviously a superb minister.

Dressed like this, who is Yan Xiaoyi, the governor of the Northern Metropolitan who did not return to Beijing to report on his work?

............ Fan Xian didn't look at Yan Xiaoyi, but just hit the bloody man behind him with a backhand whip, leaving another terrifying scar on the already miserable face.

Then the tip of the whip flew, and the man was rolled up, and the sword flashed, and the rope tied behind the horse's tail was immediately broken.

The bloody man flew straight up, past the soldiers under the stone steps, and fell heavily on the snow in front of the Privy Council's yamen, smashing up a snowflake, a bloodflake.

fell right in front of Yan Xiaoyi.

Yan Xiaoyi glanced down, not knowing if there was a slight change in his eyes.

............ Fan Xian raised his right hand.

Mu Tie pulled out the knife beside him, walked to the only remaining carriage, held the handle in both hands, and slashed it hard.

As soon as the sword fell, the last trace of the carriage could not bear the force, and half of the carriage wall collapsed.

Countless round things rolled out of the carriage, over the scattered planks, over the white snow, and under the stone lion of the Privy Council, and gradually piled up, submerging the whole stone lion against the side of the road by half the height.

It's a human head.

Countless human heads were piled up between the carriage and the stone lions.

A little bit of dirty blood, countless blood-stained eyes that were open or closed, and the silk of flesh tied under the skull, just like that, flooded the chest of the mighty stone lion at the entrance of the Privy Council.

"All the 200 men who ambushed me are here. Fan Xian said lightly, waved his horsewhip, and looked straight at the elders of Qing ** Fang on the stone steps, "The living, I gave it to you, the dead, I also gave it to you, I hope you can also give me something." ”

Then he said to Yan Xiaoyi, who looked indifferent: "Is Ling Gongzi good?"

In the end, Fan Xian lowered his head, looked at the two hundred heads of Shishi, tugged at his lips, and said mockingly: "What a good head......

Yan Xiaoyi raised his head, and a glint appeared in his eyes.